You might think I am obsessed with books. I must admit, that’s a big yes, books are almost always what I give Nissa on every special occasion that warrants special gifts and she appreciates them until now. And since we no longer have those children’s books that we have collected back when they were kids, I am starting to buy and search for books that I would love Nate to have. Nissa bought several Brainy Baby DVDs complete with instrumental music CDs that she used to play when Nate was still in her womb. There is nothing like a good, sturdy book though that he can appreciate and hold. And this is the best time I guess to introduce him to his learning alphabet. I am just amazed that books for kids have gone sky-high and I could no longer find those with thick leaves that won’t easily crumple and tear. Anyway, I have found a set of Enid Blyton books while arranging our small library yesterday and they were still in plastic, unopened and unread. I remember Nissa bought them a few years ago but maybe forgot all about them.
Nate might still be too young to appreciate these but Nissa reads to him a lot and who knows in a few years, he’ll be reading by himself. I never had the opportunity to read books by Blyton because when we were kids, reading was not a priority except those textbook stories written in the vernacular. I started serious reading when I was in high school and my love affair with books has not waned through the years. I spent the past few days catching up on reading, both e-books and those I bought on my several trips to Booksale.
And yes, reading brings you magic and adventures.